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My Left From My Right

Woke up this morning,
couldn’t tell my left from my right.
When I put my slippers on
my left foot went in the right
and my right foot went in the left,
with my feet pointing outwards
instead of inwards as they normally do.

20 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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Left Foot, Right Foot

left foot, right foot,
left foot, right foot,
eyes fixed straight ahead....

drawn by the spectre
of our own greed;
use it up, throw it out,
use it up, throw it out....

hardened and lifeless,
eaten from within
by the maggots of ego...

deaf to the cries
of our own children,
blinded by the 'God'

of cyber technology...
strip the fields,
cut down the forests...

mine the mountains,
we pee in our own
drinking water, and

walk away....
leaving nuclear tracks
in the womb of time.

left foot, right foot,
left foot, right foot...
marching blindly to hell

with drool on our chins!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Left Turns The Right Turn

Let your left foot lead you,
Let your right head speak to you,
Let your left hand meet you,
Let your right woman kick you.
Left hands the right hand,
Left turns the right turn.
Keep turning left and youll get there.
Let your left foot lead you,
Let your right mouth speak for you,
Let your left eye meet you,
Let your right man love you.
Left hands the right hand,
Left turns the right turn.
Keep turning left and youll get there.
Lets get there together,
Lets get there together,
Lets get there, sisters,
And lets get there, bothers,
Lets get there, lets get there,
Lets get there, lets get there.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Left Turns The Right Turn

Let your left foot lead you,
Let your right head speak to you,
Let your left hand meet you,
Let your right woman kick you.
Left hands the right hand,
Left turns the right turn.
Keep turning left and youll get there.
Let your left foot lead you,
Let your right mouth speak for you,
Let your left eye meet you,
Let your right man love you.
Left hands the right hand,
Left turns the right turn.
Keep turning left and youll get there.
Lets get there together,
Lets get there together,
Lets get there, sisters,
And lets get there, bothers,
Lets get there, lets get there,
Lets get there, lets get there.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Workmen's March

Left foot! Right foot! Lines unbroken!
Keeping time is power's token.
That makes
one
of many, many,
That makes bold, if fear daunts any,
That makes small the load and lighter,
That makes near the goal and brighter,
Till it greets us gained with laughter,
And we seek the next one after.

Left foot! Right foot! Lines unbroken!
Keeping time is power's token.
Marching, marching of few hundreds,
No one heeds it, never one dreads;
Marching, marching of few thousands,
Here and there wakes some to hearing;
Marching, marching hundred thousands,-
All will mark that thunder nearing.

Left foot! Right foot! Lines unbroken!
Keeping time is power's token.
Let us march all, never weaken
Time from Vardö down to Viken,
Vinger up to Bergen's region,-
Let us make
one
marching legion,
Then we'll rout some wrong from Norway,
Open wide to right the doorway.

poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Left Foot

Left foot worked miracles
To bring glory to motherland Zambia
When nation's morale sagged
After beating Gambia
But earning no further honours
Than a dream to train in Colombia.

Left foot raised Chipolopolo from ashes
After Gabon disaster
Killed entire squad and officials
Leading nation to seek consolation from Pastor
Who predicted
In near future she'd be African soccer grandmaster.

Left foot in 2012 guided Chipolopolo
To her first continental cup
Although squad faced opponents
That on FIFA rankings featured higher up
Than maiden Zambia, she succeeded
In winning tournament's close-up.

poem by John Sensele
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School theme 7. A friend in need is a… problem indeed. (A real story) .

- I haven’t done my homework.
- And what?
___________- Can I ask you for
Your exercise-book?
__________________ - But I
Am afraid, you can’t.
___________________- You! My
Best friend! Don’t forget that
A friend in need…
_________________- But I had
To help you after school, and
It took too much time; we went
To play football last night, then
I did nothing.
_____________- How can
You disappoint me?
___________________- What did
You do after our
Match?
________- I had an hour
To watch TV.
_____________- So, you could
Do your homework.
__________________- But my foot
Hurt!
______- Which one hurt? Left or right?
- Right.
_______- Of course, you couldn’t write
With your left foot!
__________________- Jokes aren’t
Wanted here!
______________- Why?
____________________- Make fun
Of me later. What shall we do?
- I think Pen can help me and you.

poem by Konstantin Ananin
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Work That Body

(diana ross/r. chew)
All right
Get ready
Were gonna work that body
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Every morning when we wake
To make up for that piece of cake
We ate last night
What do you do?
We do whats right, alright
Throw our hands up in the air
One foot here
And one foot there
Were so tight
Thats alright, alright
Take a look girls
At these numbers
Were still improving
Got these bodies moving
Everybodys gonna hate you
There will be no doubt
Eat your heart out
Dont think were out of line
When all the men around
Begin to stop and stare
At the hottest girls
Were the hottest girls in town
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Ah, youre looking good
Youre looking good
Down, shake down
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Move to the right foot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Shake down 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Shake down
Move to the left feet 1, 2, 3, 4
Work that body 5, 6
Right 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Shake down
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Hang free
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
You can make your body
Step, step, turn around
Shake down
Step, step, turn around
Left foot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and rest
Work that body
Work that body
You can do it
You can make your body 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Shake down 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
You can make your body
Shake down
Dont think were out of line
When all the men around
Begin to stop and stare
At the hottest girls
Were the hottest girls in town
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Work that body
Work that body

song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Walking

Take your left foot,
Bend the knee.
Move the foot forward.
Place it down.
Then do the same thing,
Wth the right foot.

'Suppose I started with my right foot?
Would that make a difference? '

Try it and see which makes you feel comfortable.

'I like this.'

Now...
Don't be frightened.
But next week,
'We' are going to attempt to do this...
From a standing position.

One moment.
Do you have a question.

~Yes.
Is it possible you can slow down a little.
I am taking notes and you are going too fast.~

No problem.

'What are you calling this? '

~Right.
What is this called? ~

Walking.

~Do you mind spelling that? ~

W-a-l-k-i-n-g.
Walking.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rebels

Honey dont walk out Im too drunk to follow
You know you wont feel this way tomorrow
Well, maybe Im a little rough around the edges
Inside a little hollow
I get faced with some things sometimes
That are so hard to swallow
Hey hey hey!
I was born a rebel
Down in dixie on a sunday morning
Yeah with one foot in the grave
And one foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel
Well she picked me up in the morning
And she paid all my tickets
Yeah she screamed in the car
And threw me out in th e thicket
Well I never wouldve dreamed
That her heart was so wicked
Oh but I keep coming back
Cause its so hard to kick it
I was born a rebel
Down in dixie on a sunday morning
Yeah with one foot in the grave
And on e foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel
Even before my fathers fathers
They called us all rebels
Burned our cornfields
And left our cities leveled
I can still see the eyes
Of those blue bellied devils
When Im walkin g round tonight
Through the concrete and metal
I was born a rebel
Down in dixie on a sunday morning
Yeah with one foot in the grave
And one foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel

song performed by by Tom Petty
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This You Could Not Tolerate

You asked me to put my foot down.
And so I did.
Then you left.
Only to say you expected me,
To lower my right foot.
And this you could not tolerate!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Hope and Focus Vivid

Take your left foot,
Then you move it.
Followed by a vision right.
One that remains clear and in sight.

With the right foot and clear sight taken...
Keep hope and focus vivid.
Know a life wished can be better lived.
If wanted to be flaunted.

Don't be petty and hot headed.
Feed your mind instead.
That resentment kept relentless...
Never take that to your bed.

Take your left foot,
Then you move it.
With the right foot and clear sight taken...
Keep hope and focus vivid.
That resentment kept relentless...
Never take that to your bed.
Feed peace of mind to stay instead.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At The Pier

i like that blue bird
that stands only
on one foot

there is this sense
of self-sufficiency
without the other foot

i wonder if it's you
on your
animal life after hating
me all those
years

i like to descend
on that level
if that is the only
change left for me
to tell you once
again
that i was never joking

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Twister

Yeah
Well, well, milton bradleys got a def one
Its a twister (twister, twister, twister)
Yeah, all the girls and homeboys
Playin twister (twister, twister, twister!)
Spin the spinner and call the shot
Twister ties you up in a knot
Thats twister
Yeah, twister
Check it
Right foot blue (right foot blue)
Left hand red (left hand red)
Left, right, yellow, blue, green
Yeah, twister
Now, everybodys chillin
With the twister (twister)
Wherever things are illin
Youll find twister (twister, twister!)
Thats twister
Yeah, twister
Yeah buddy
You gotta get it
Yeah twister
From mb

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Then You Left Me

I never ask for any time from you baby.
I never ask for any lies.
You only hurt the one you love the most baby.
You only had to make me cry.

'Cause you left me (you left me) all alone (you left me)
You left me(you left me) to stand alone.

And ev'ry night I sit beside my bed baby.
And I keep thinking of your love.
The things we dreamed about.
How much I love you baby.
We had the world and the stars above.

But then you left me (you left me) all alone.(you left me)
You left me . You left me (you left me) to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me. You left me. You left me. You left me.

song performed by by Bee Gees from Cucumber Castle
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0096 The Two-Left-Feet Waltz - for Jerry

(to the tune of The Blue Danube)

The
Two-Left- Feet Waltz
…left...now
what do I do?

The
Two-Left-Feet Waltz
…left...I’m
feeling blue, too..

The
Two-Left-Feet Waltz…left.. I’m
treading on you…

I’m through! You, too? Let’s vamoo-
se.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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mmm-mmm...Quick Feet

I'm not a greedy eater,
But I do love to eat!

mmm-mmm...
When you cook,
mmm-mmm...
I sneak a look,
mmm-mmm...
I get addicted with an ease that hooks.
mmm-mmm...
With smells delicious,
mmm-mmm...
And a left foot twitched,
mmm-mmm...
I admit to my impatience like an itchy crook!

I'm not a greedy eater!
I love to eat!

mmm-mmm...
When you cook,
mmm-mmm...
I sneak a look,
mmm-mmm...
I get addicted with an ease that hooks.
mmm-mmm...
With smells delicious,
mmm-mmm...
And a left foot twitched,
mmm-mmm...
I admit to my impatience like an itchy crook!

And ooo...
I need some water,
And ooo...
To take a drink,
And ooo...
The eyes on me don't wink or even blink.
My stomach's grumbling and I'll sneak to eat.
mmm-mmm...
Is it fish?
mmm-mmm...
Or tasty beef?
mmm-mmm...
I'm gonna grab a piece and flee on quick feet.

oooooo...
Quick feet.
Go go...
Quick feet!
mmm-mmm...
Quick feet!
mmm-mmm...
Delicious treat and fleeing on quick feet.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Straw Foot

I guess you didnt hear me
When I told you for the first time
Well dont you worry
It wont be the last
All I need a floorboard
An a wooden shoe
Step aside an let my lady through
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
Up an back around
See the high priest
He took my place
When the judge looks to me
He saw his sons face
Not gonna join you in
Your tower of babble, boy
Tired o that talkin
Im sick o that noise
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
Coverin ground
Im not alone
An looks can be deceivin
When we get down to it
Youre talkin when you
Should be leavin
Ive been to nebraska
It reminded me of spain
All the questions loaded
All my answers same
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hay foot, straw foot
Coverin ground
Let us not mince our words
Lets say it true this time
I need your forgiveness
Just like you need mine
Tell me how it is that
You dont want what hes given
It aint no sin son
To be forgiven
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
All over town

song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Rover Chronicle

The rover leaves his home
Leaving his father with right hand
Leaving his mother with left hand
Leaving his brother with right foot
Leaving his childhood with left foot

He moves forward and release the burden
Put the cushion from his back
Put the robe from his shoulder
Put the wine from his waist

The rover goes and sacrifices all
Sacrifice his fellowship
Sacrifice his lover
Sacrifice his soul

He still moves forward though lost everything
The Gods condemn him
All mothers wail over him

Because the rover keeps moving forward
Leaving tears
Leaving past
Looking for redemption
For everything he left
When he moves forward

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Nothing

Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...

song performed by by Zug Izland
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Understatement

Sometimes we say something
and then ask ourselves
why the heck did we say that.
Our mouth went in one direction
while our mind went in another.
When someone asks
what we meant by that
we feel a bit bemused
and can’t give an answer.
We do it all the time,
putting our foot in our mouth
and wish we had left it where it was
standing on the ground.
I once went out with a girl
in my very younger years,
who when she dumped me said
“I love you and I don’t want to hurt you
which why I’m packing you up.”
That statement makes no sense.
If you love someone, so much
you’d want to be with them all the time.
As for not hurting them.
Whenever someone leaves
the person, who is left always feels the hurt.
Now that is what you call
an understatement.

29 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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